The Parade

The First

A memory of excitement,

With moments of deep fear

As cold sweat blinds my sight,

Little sound guided the way

Sift movement of the line,

Passed the large red doors

stood aflame a crowd,

a crowd full of smiles

Laughter, joy, cheer!

Washed away my fear,

With each step I took

I too joined the crowd’s bright fire

With silent sighs of joy

I was allowed to be me,

A proud supporter,

I am a happy furry